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Sage Francis
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Diamonds & Pearls
Surprising the world With diamonds & pearls Song about a girl Ain't really about a girl
Got a two way vanity mirror I'm an Amity villain With a peeping Tom complex
You just a soul collector You keep putting 'em in a trash bag You push 'em in a shopping cart Go and act sad
When there's none left to collect So you go on and you make more But wait Why are you losing it to the state for?
The next time you see me It will be through plexi glass There ain't no bailout from this jailhouse Ain't no more petty cash
Easy come, easy go A penny saved, a penny earned And I've learned like this cliche One of these days you get what you deserve
Surprising the world With diamonds & pearls For the song about a girl Ain't really about a girl
I got a two way vanity mirror Firing a blind eye I turn from an eight hundred pound gorilla
In the midst of misdirected anger False blood that can run thinner than icy water Watch the fang bang Flirt with the Death Star
I cried by your bedside Decided right then and there To pretend you were alive
Maybe, baby, lie to me Invade my privacy Have the decency to say, 'Bye' After taking the bribe
Domestic piracy You ran out of [incomprehensible]plunder And launch pads to crash So when you done playing dumb Empty the trash
We're looking for our lives back We wish we could've save yours There's nothing we can buy back 'Cause everything was paid off
I found you in a pawn shop 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 You were stuck behind a glass case I watched as the corpse dropped Puppy dog sad face
Put a down payment on my meal plan Just to see your shit eating grin Save the frown for when You need to shed your skin
Sell 'em to Chelsea yourself The layers are coming off Economic fail Professional victim of sale cutting costs
Charity case, don't ask me to donate The axe murdered your soul mate My backs hurting from the tax burden Pull your own weight
You're a punching bag for hire Every minute is a sucker bit So what's the over under You'll rise up from the debt
With a completion of a ghost The resurrection was a hoax But two thousand years later It's like, nobody knows
And you think you're slick enough To turn a trick and spin the story Just 'cause Jesus is your fair weather pimp
And you caught me Praying with my fingers crossed So I shuffled up the deck Is this the card that you picked? Well, if not, how about this?
Missionary ain't a job It's a position So assume it
The victimless crime watchdog Has a owner that's abusive Now isn't that ironic With one hand in my pocket And the other choking out Near street corner profit
Uncrossed my fingers and I said 'Look at me when I'm talking, dear I ain't mad at you' That's the only miracle here
I ain't mad at you
I'm surprising the world With diamonds & pearls The song about a girl Ain't really about a girl
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